Episode 01 The Beginning

Episode 1 - The Beginning

Chapter 1 - The premise

Eight months ago, the silence between them had stretched too long. Raj had been sent away for a short work assignment--just a few weeks, he'd said. But days turned into weeks, and somewhere between meetings, long flights, and endless deadlines, he forgot. Not her, never her--but the little things. A message, a quick call, a check-in. Anu waited at first, then worried, and finally, her worry hardened into quiet anger.

Tonight, Ranjit stood alone in his hotel room, fresh from a long, hot shower. The steam clung to the mirror, and the towel around his waist was the only thing grounding him in the moment. Guilt clawed at him as he looked at his phone--her name glowing on the screen. He'd just tried calling. She had cut it.

Heart racing, Ranjit typed.

"Anu... I'm so sorry. I don't know how I let this happen."

Message sent.

"I missed you every day. Work just... swallowed me. But that's not an excuse."

Another message.

"Please call me. Let me explain. I hate this distance."

He stared at the screen, waiting. Hoping. Naked in vulnerability now, more than from the shower--realizing just how much silence could hurt.

Ranjit stood naked in the soft light of the hotel room, the towel long forgotten on the floor. His skin still glistened from the shower, drops of water running down the lines of his toned chest and sculpted abdomen. Every inch of him reflected the discipline of his daily workouts--tight arms, a narrow waist, strong legs--but right now, none of it mattered. In the mirror, he didn't see strength. He saw a man aching for connection.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, phone in hand, he typed again, his thumbs moving with a frantic, almost helpless rhythm.

"Anu... please. I know I hurt you. I never meant to disappear like that. I was drowning in work and didn't even see what I was doing to us."

"Please talk to me. Call me when you're free. Just give me a chance to explain. I can't stand this silence."

His chest rose and fell as he waited, emotions tightening his throat.

"I love you. God, I miss you. I feel lost without you. Please don't shut me out. I need you, Anu."

He stared at the screen, desperate. Still no reply. He blinked, hoping the next second would bring her back.

"I will never Shut the door. I feel like a woman when you chat with me. Just don't lose me. I could manage being married to you even without your physical issues in bedroom but don't steer away from me."

Ranjit types multiple messages getting in extreme panic mode.

"Two months. Just two months into our marriage, and I already feel like I've failed you in the most important way. And yet, here you are... telling me you won't shut the door. Saying you feel like a woman when I speak to you. You have no idea what that means to me. What you mean to me."

"Anu... I know I haven't been enough in the bedroom. I see the disappointment in your eyes even when you try to hide it. I feel it in the silence that follows our moments together. And God knows I've tried. I've thought about it endlessly, read things, watched things, asked myself over and over what more I could do.

But in the quiet honesty of this moment... I'm begging you--not as a husband who failed to satisfy, but as a man who is terrified of losing the only woman who ever made him feel like he could be whole. Please don't walk away. Don't let this one part of me define the rest of me."

"I may not be the most perfect man in bed, but my heart? It's yours. Every breath I take, every word I type, every effort I make--it's all for you."

Ranjit Panic's when he sees no response.. Suddenly he is jerking himself and his 5 inch cock hard as he edges looking into mirror and types with one hand

"Anu... I don't even know how to ask for your forgiveness in a way that feels enough. I feel like I've let you down where it matters most, and that thought... it tears at me.

I'm sorry. From the deepest part of me, I'm sorry--not just for the physical part, but for the way I made you feel unseen, unfulfilled, unsure of your place in my world. You deserve more. You always have.

But I'm not giving up. Not on you. Not on us.

If I've been inadequate, then I want to learn. I want to listen. Tell me what you want, what you crave, what touches your heart and your body--I want to give all of it to you. No ego. No excuses. Only devotion.

You're not just my wife, Anu... you're my goddess. And if I have to spend the rest of my life discovering how to worship you right, then let that be my path.

I will follow your lead. I will slow down, speed up, change, unlearn, and learn again--anything, everything, just to see that look of satisfaction in your eyes.

Let me try again. Let me earn your happiness.

Please don't give up on me. I'm begging you, Anu... give me the chance to become the man you deserve. I am yours. Fully. Willingly. Forever."

It took Ranjit 15 mins to type this message as all this while there was precum leaking on my floor as he lay on floor naked, stroking and typing to in a trance state unsure whether Anu is awake or has slept.

End of Chapter 1